[Comprehensive British and American] Bat Game

Jason lay expressionlessly on the street lamp, looking at the distant city scene. The wind blew on him, and the orange-red cat fur was flying around, blinding his eyes from time to time.

Whenever his eyes were covered by cat fur, Jason remained expressionless, with a deep expression on his face, and his paws firmly grasped the edge of the street lamp.

This street light seems a little slippery.

The position where he is lying on his stomach now is a small distance lower than the position he was teleported to at the beginning. His two hind legs struggled to hold on to the lamp, and his tail flicked the street lamp from time to time.

It stands to reason that animals like cats are not too afraid of the height of street lamps. Even if they fall, they will probably be able to react and land on soft paw pads.

But it was Jason's first time being a cat, so he didn't know if he would have this instinct, and he didn't really want to experiment.

Unlike when he had bat wings, after fully adapting to the bat wings, Jason could look down on Gotham from a high altitude without the slightest fear or dizziness, but after turning into a cat, Jason didn't dare to look down.

It is very pitiful to only meow miserably every time the body slides down a little bit.

Suddenly, the street seemed to quiet down.

Jason's cat ears trembled, and he caught a few cracking sounds. He looked up, and saw a black figure jump from one floor to another, and soon approached the streetlight.

When the black figure was not too far away from the street light, Jason saw his whole body.

It was a person wearing a strange red dress. The whole body of that person was wrapped in red clothes. When he jumped to another floor, white spider webs shot out from his palm.

Whoa, Spider-Man.

Jason's bristling hair slowly calmed down. He blinked and watched Spider-Man walk through the buildings.

Spider-Man's spider sense is very sensitive, and he soon noticed that someone was watching him, and he looked up nervously.

I saw an orange-red cat that could only see half of its body looking at me pitifully. The cat's chin was pressed against the surface of the street lamp, and its blue eyes were a little confused by the wind. Its hind paws are missing, but its slightly raised tail can be seen behind it.

And, Spider-Man, Peter swears, the moment he and the cat met their eyes, the cat slid down again, its blue eyes fogged up, and it looked like...

"Bam—"

Jason hooked the street lamp with all his strength, mourned for his claws in silence, and had to pay attention to Spider-Man who hit the wall.

Spider-Man stopped awkwardly on the wall and looked left and right. Fortunately, there was only one cat around.

After a sigh of relief, he turned around and shot the spider silk to the building closest to the street lamp, jumped over, then stabilized the spider silk with one hand, and stretched out the other to Jason Meow, "Hey? Cat?"

Emmmmm......

Jason let out a "meow" at him, which obviously meant to get me down quickly.

Seeing that the cat had no intention of attacking, Peter breathed a sigh of relief, shot the thread onto the lamppost, jumped over it, looked up, and carefully reached out to reach the cat.

"Meow!"

There was an extremely miserable meow, and the moment Peter raised his head, a cat fell down and hit him all over the face.

Peter: ...

He subconsciously raised his hand to catch the cat that was about to fall again. After holding the cat in his arms, he held the cat's paw and looked at it, "Thank you for putting away the paw, my dear little cat."

The cat was held in his arms and couldn't move, so he could only whip him with its tail.

No pain at all, just a little itchy.

Peter shrugged, and hugged the cat and landed on the ground, "Hey, let me see if you are injured... But, why do you feel a little reddish?"

People usually don't have any taboos about cats, that is, the awareness of which places are not allowed to be touched.

After being clapped several times by Jason Meow, Peter couldn't help laughing, "Okay, okay, I know, don't touch that, good boy..."

His hands stopped, and he frowned.

Jason looked up in his arms, all he could see was his serious jaw.

Peter is indeed very serious now. Regardless of Jason Meow's resistance, after touching Jason Meow's whole body, he is more cautious in the strength and posture of holding Jason Meow, and even a little bit at a loss, "Oh my God, why are you hurt like this? ..."

In fact, it's okay, the system healed the pain with perfunctory perfunctory.

Jason meowed for a long time, meaning nothing else, just to appease the frightened little spider, lest he be accidentally thrown down.

Hearing Jason Meow's cry, Peter gently stroked Jason Meow's back, a little embarrassed.

It was already after midnight, and even in New York, the pet hospital had already closed.

Under the broken street lamp, Peter held the orange cat in his arms in thought, a little in a dilemma.

The cat in his arms raised its chin and calmly "meowed" at him, its tail curled up slightly, looking serious and serious.

Too good at acting like a baby.

Peter twisted his mind, lifted the orange cat, and looked at it. Although this cat is a bit reddish, it doesn't look like a normal orange/cat, but it is quite cute.

No, it's not just cute, it's the kind of cuteness that can't help but make everyone who has unruly thoughts about cats uncontrollably rippling.

The orange cat licked its nose calmly, but its calm appearance was cute.

Peter couldn't help but leaned over to rub the orange cat's face, and when he got halfway, he was held down by the cat's paw.

Not only that, the orange cat turned its head desperately, looking very disgusted.

After rubbing the cat, Peter said regretfully, "Okay... why don't you come to my house as a guest? Then I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow."

If you only stay for one night, the cat should not be found by Aunt Mei, right?

But having said that, even if the cat is found, according to its appearance, Aunt Mei should agree to adopt it, right?

The little spider put the orange cat into his arms again, rubbed Jason Meow's head, and stopped awkwardly after Jason stretched out the cat's paw silently, "Okay, let's go, don't let your... Um, master? Don't let your master find out."

The orange cat is really cute, but in fact it grows like this, it is easy for people to hate it, it is hurt like this, and it is lying on the street lamp alone, it doesn't look like it was on it by itself.

If Peter hadn't happened to spot it just now, the cat would have fallen off the street lamp before long.

Cats will fall freely, and they will land on a cushion to reduce the damage to themselves from the fall.

But the little milk cat obviously doesn't need to have this kind of skill.

And this overly cute little milk cat in his arms looks only a few months old, such a small one, fell from a high altitude...

Of course, it does not rule out the possibility that it is not its owner but someone else who abused it. In the past few days, Peter plans to hang around here more to see if he can find its owner before deciding whether to return the cat.

If its owner is not the person who abused it, of course the cat should be returned.

If it was abused by its owner...

Emmmmm......

What orange cat, I didn't find it...

Ok.

Orange cats are amazing creatures.

Take it to the pet hospital tomorrow to see how much it can be cured, and then try hard to feed it. Within a month, it will become a big cat!

It's just that we have to hide it from Aunt Mei now.

Thinking of this, the little spider, who was carelessly jumping home, stopped on the top floor of the building, held the cat in front of his face seriously, and told him carefully, "After bringing you home, you must not bark, okay?"

Jason couldn't help staring deeply at Peter, who was serious about talking to the cat, and casually "meowed", which meant nothing and was purely perfunctory to the little spider.

Peter pulled up the mask so that Jason could see his serious face clearly, "Hey, buddy, I'm serious, I'm serious, please don't act like a baby." Then he told Jason not to scream too loudly.

Jason tucked his paws into the cushion and patted the little spider's face, but missed.

……

When Peter couldn't help laughing, a cat's foot gently kicked his face, and the owner of the cat's foot looked at him indifferently.

"Uh... well, I wasn't kidding you just now." Peter said quickly, glancing elsewhere, realizing that it was too easy to see through, and he pulled the mask off again, and repeated himself.

Seriously, Jason really doubted that the uniform Peter was wearing now was really his pajamas, and the mask was cut from some red dress.

... No wonder the New Yorkers like him so much, he is kind, smart and close to the people.

On the way home, Peter tried his best to protect the kitten in his arms so that it would not be blown too hard by the wind, which would make people feel distressed.

But it was the first time for him to take a cat idling in New York, and he was very inexperienced. After continuing to drive for a certain distance, the little spider slowed down.

When I got home, it was past one o'clock.

Peter skillfully turned into his bedroom through the window, put the little milk cat in his arms on the bed, and began to change clothes.

Jason looked up at him on the bed, and found that he actually had abs, and two more than his own abs! !

It doesn't matter, this is Spider-Man's cheating. Before the mutation, Spider-Man didn't have abs!

After silently comforting himself in his heart, Jason lay down on the bed disinterestedly, resting his paws under his chin, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

After changing his clothes, Peter walked to the bed and squatted down, looked at the little milk cat who seemed to be going to sleep, hesitated for a moment, and poked the cat, "Hey, uh, are you hungry?"

Jason is a little hungry.

He licked his nose, gave a "meow~" with humiliation, and took the initiative to lean over and rub Peter's hand.

Begging for feeding should look like begging for feeding.

When he was begging for food in Gotham before, he would lock on a beautiful girl, lick her lips, and then the two of them would either go to the restaurant together for no reason, or go to her house for no reason. Hi, and it's delicious.

He is a cat now, so of course the way of begging for food has to be changed.

Peter looked at the pussy that was rubbing against his hand and became more whiny, and hesitated, "Uh, are you hungry or are you in heat?"

After finishing speaking, he pondered for a while, "By the way, how often do cats go into heat?"

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, halfway through the code, taking pictures with friends and licking each other's photos to get spicy

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Look up at the time, blah blah

Tomorrow, tomorrow, give me another chance QAQ

It's so spicy, I changed it to an orange cat.

I, Jason, now, don't have two hundred pounds! QQ

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